Women in black

Two women walk into the room in tight black dresses that hug every curve. Sophie is blonde, Aisha a deep brunette. Their heels click on the floor as they move closer. The blonde leans in first, lips brushing your ear while she tells you what they plan to do. Aisha watches, one hand sliding up the other woman’s thigh, fingers disappearing under the hem. She pulls the fabric higher, exposing smooth skin and the black lace underneath. Sophie answers by tugging Aisha’s dress lower, freeing one breast, then another, and takes a nipple into her mouth. They undress each other slowly, kissing hard between every button and zipper, until both stand naked in nothing but heels and the scent of arousal. Aisha drops to her knees, spreads Sophie’s legs, and runs her tongue along the blonde’s wet slit. Sophie grabs her hair and rides the brunette’s face, hips rolling, breath sharp. When she comes, she pulls Aisha up, bends her over the table, and slips two fingers deep inside her. Their bodies move together, hard and wet, until both are gasping, shaking, and slick with sweat.